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The process of saying goodbye to Jiang Tianxiong was quite smooth. Although Jiang Tianxiong also tried to persuade him to stay, Gu Yuexuan refused Jiang Tianxiong's invitation on the grounds that his family was old and needed someone to take care of him.
At this point, Jiang Tianxiong didn't insist anymore, but before leaving, he still gave Gu Yuexuan and others a large sum of silver and pills.
Originally Gu Yuexuan was unwilling to accept it, but Jiang Tianxiong had a very good reason, saying: You came all the way to attend the birthday banquet, but something like this happened, and his host is to blame. The gift of silver is just a chat. It was just an apology. As for the elixirs, it was agreed before the birthday banquet that the elixirs from the Baicao Sect would be distributed among the various sects, and naturally Xiaoyao Valley and Emei Sect were also indispensable.
At the same time, Jiang Tianxiong also said that not only Xiaoyaogu and Emei sects, but also colleagues from other sects have accepted these apology gifts.
When the conversation came to this point, Gu Yuexuan had no choice but to accept it.
Seeing this, Weiming couldn't help but feel envious of Jiang Tianxiong's wealth. He just gave away thousands of taels of silver and pills worth nearly a thousand taels of silver. If other sects were included, Jiang Tianxiong would have given away at least a hundred thousand taels this time. more than.
Then Gu Yuexuan took Weiming and others to visit Yan Yu. After reporting each other's safety, they planned to leave.
Yan Yu is not a person who likes to chat. He just said to Wei Ming before leaving, if you have any difficulties, you can come to Qingcheng School to find me at any time.
After saying that, he took the Qingcheng disciples away directly.
Gu Yuexuan and others did not stay, and also set off to Xiaoyao Valley.
Before leaving, Weiming glanced in the direction of Jiang Mansion's lobby.
Although Weiming had been silent just now, he had actually been observing the two people in the lobby, especially Zhuo Renqing.
The moment Weiming walked in, he clearly saw the trace of worry on Zhuo Renqing's face turn into joy.
This time it was basically a stone hammer. He might really be waiting for Weiming to come back. This made Weiming feel slightly warm but also a little confused.
When did Zhuo Renqing become so concerned about him?
After thinking about it, Wei Ming could only blame it on the fact that he looked too much like his father when he was young!
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On the way back, Wei Ming once again took on the role of a porter and was responsible for carrying the silver coins and pills presented by Jiang Tianxiong.
You bastard evil second senior brother, I curse you to be domestically abused by your senior sister every day after you get married.
As Weiming walked hard, he secretly cursed the thorns in his heart. It was this guy who made Weiming carry these things.
At the same time, Weiming couldn't help but complain about Jiang Tianxiong. He didn't know whether this guy did it on purpose or if it was real. Weiming gave him about 800 taels of silver alone, for a total of more than 4,000 taels.
Good guy, this thing was given directly in cash, weighing more than two hundred kilograms. According to the weight calculation of later generations, this is already three hundred kilograms in weight.
Coupled with the pills, Weiming's weapon box, and the money he won in the casino, Weiming's weight has reached almost three kilograms, which is equivalent to carrying two adults on his back.
If Weiming hadn't already reached the ninth level of the acquired world at this time, he would have a strength of hundreds of kilograms even if he didn't use his internal energy. If he used his internal force, he could reach over a thousand kilograms.
Although I dare not say that it has the strength of an overlord to lift a cauldron, Weiming thinks he can still support the weight of just over three hundred kilograms with a little use of his internal energy.
...I don’t know why, but Wei Ming felt like crying inexplicably. Damn it, second senior brother!
And just when Weiming was about to break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, Shui Panpan beside him couldn't stand it anymore.
She supported her shaky Wei Ming and said distressedly: "Brother Wei Ming, how about I help you carry part of it?"
Shui Panpan asked for Weiming's opinion, but his hands had already been extended to Weiming. It didn't look like he was only helping to carry part of the things, but more like he wanted to directly help Weiming carry everything.
Benefactor
Wei Ming's eyes really filled with tears this time. Don't look at what he just said
How I felt in my heart, but only I knew the pain and tiredness. Now it was better, I finally had someone to share it with me.
Thinking like this, Weiming quickly took out a small baggage from the big baggage behind him and handed it to Shui Panpan.
At least in this regard, Jiang Tianxiong did a pretty good job of giving each person a separate package, so that it would not be difficult to separate them together.
As for the question of whether Shui Panpan could lift it, Wei Ming had never considered it at all.
Here again I have to mention a common misunderstanding. Many people think that even if a woman practices martial arts, no matter how high her level is, her strength will not improve much. After all, women's body shape does not look as burly as men's.
But this is actually wrong. As the level of martial arts improves, women's strength will also increase greatly, and they will not be any worse than men.
Take Wei Ming's senior sister Wei Zi Ling as an example. Although she usually looks delicate and weak, in terms of strength, Wei Ming's two hands together cannot compare to Wei Zi Ling's one hand. This is still Wei Ming's use. Internal strength, when Wei Ziling doesn't use it.
Not to mention Shui Panpan, not to mention the weight of more than three hundred kilograms, even if a tripod was placed in front of her, she could easily lift it.
Let’s go back to Weiming.
Shui Panpan couldn't help frowning when she saw that Weiming only handed her a small package. Looking at Weiming who still felt shaky to her, she spoke again:
Brother Wei Ming, how about we change it?
This time she didn't plan to help Wei Ming memorize them all. She probably felt that she wanted to save Wei Ming's face in front of his senior brothers and sisters.
But she didn't know that Weiming had no face at all in the eyes of his senior brothers and sisters...at least in the eyes of his second senior brother.
Jingji walked to Weiming and said with a mocking look:
What's wrong, boy, is this not possible? This is too far off! When I was your age, I often carried boulders weighing more than 100 pounds on my back to practice kung fu in the mountains!
so smart?
Weiming looked at the thorns in surprise, but after a second thought, he realized something was wrong. He looked at the thorns with a black face and said:.br>
its not right! Second Senior Brother, aren't you just one year older than me? Wasn't it last year when you were my age? Why do you say it as if you are much older than me?
What's wrong with being one year older? I'm qualified to say this even if I'm one year older.
Jingjia said with a matter-of-fact expression, arrogantly.
Okay, Aji
Gu Yuexuan, who was on the side, came over to smooth things over and said: You and my junior brother are in different situations. My junior brother has only been practicing martial arts for two or three years before becoming a disciple. But you have been laying the foundation since you were a child, so your advancement will naturally be slower than yours. A little above, but with my junior brother’s qualifications and talents, maybe it’s not impossible to surpass us given time.
Hehe, Senior Brother still listens to what he said!
Weiming said with a smile.
However, Gu Yuexuan smiled and shook his head, then turned to Weiming and said:
Junior brother, although your second senior brother’s words may not be pleasing to the ears, the truth is for your benefit. After returning to the Valley, junior brother, you should study harder and practice harder!
Well, I understand, senior brother!
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